Zhu Lingwu looked at the raging black fire above his head in mid-air, and his face showed a little fear.

"Senior brother, don't do it, junior brother just go!"

Zhu Lingwu sighed as if he was frightened, and shouted to the inner disciples of the Yang Void Valley, as if he said that the other party would attack him if it was too late.

And the inner disciples of the Yang Void Valley naturally just wanted to threaten Zhu Lingwu, and these demonic path cultivators were now extremely useful cannon fodder for the Yang Void Valley.

If it weren't for these demonic path cultivators, maybe they, the disciples of the Yang Void Valley in the Qi cultivation period, would also be used as cannon fodder by their own masters and elders.

The Demon Dao is ruthless, in order to achieve the goal, they, the inner disciples of the Yang Void Valley, even if they are sacrificed, it is nothing.

Anyway, there is no threshold for the Demon Dao Exercises, so it's a big deal to directly catch some children and let them practice the Demon Skills, save one in a hundred, save one in a thousand, and save one in ten thousand to get the inheritance of the Demon Gate.

Previously, the Demon Sect was suppressed by the Immortal Sect, and many Demon Sects did this for the inheritance of the Sect.

And those children who were captured may not completely hate the Demon Gate, after all, this will allow them to leave the mortal path and enter the otherworldly monk Shijie.

And in the Demon Gate, the strong are respected, as long as you are strong, maybe you will be able to become the Demon Venerable and Demon King of your own sect, and you will naturally be able to command one side.

Don't talk too much, anyway, as a disciple of the Demon Sect, you must have this kind of psychological preparation, this disciple of the Inner Gate of Yang Void Valley doesn't want to let himself become cannon fodder for the sect.

"Hmph, it's really a toast and don't eat and drink, let's go!

The inner disciple of the Yang Void Valley took back the black flames that had been released, and once again showed a mocking look on his face.

Zhu Lingwu then pretended to be helpless, so he could only turn around and go to the so-called Baishui Village, transported the flying feather technique, and walked slowly.

But in his heart, he was very happy, the other party didn't doubt that he would come here, and he could blend in with those demonic cultivators again.

And the inner disciple of the Yang Void Valley was still slowly flying behind Zhu Lingwu at first, as if he was preparing to escort Zhu Lingwu directly to that Baishui Village.

But after walking forward like this for a while, suddenly the inner disciple of the Yang Void Valley controlled the flying sword again and flew in the other direction, obviously he found another Demon Dao cultivator who was trying to hide.

It's just that halfway through, he said coldly to Zhu Lingwu again, "Senior brother, don't walk around, I'll keep an eye on you!"

Zhu Lingwu heard his threat, but just pretended to sigh, he naturally wouldn't take the opportunity to find a place to escape, just continued to walk slowly towards Baishui Village over there.

The closer he got to that mountain village, the more Zhu Lingwu saw that the more demonic path cultivators were driven and gathered by those inner disciples of the Yang Void Valley.

Some of the inner disciples of Yang Void Valley didn't even hide their attitudes, and they directly drove those demonic cultivators like slaves.

In this way, Zhu Lingwu quickly gathered with some other demonic path cultivators, and then walked into a small mountain village closest to the main peak of Qinghuamen.

There is a pond next to this so-called white water village, and I don't know what the bottom of the pond is, but it is white, so from the clear water, it looks like a white water pool.

This village is probably called Baishui Village because of this white water pool, and the buildings in the village are built according to the mountain, and there are about 400 people.

Now the mortals in the village are all working hard, and it is indeed as the inner disciple of Yangxu Valley said before, in the barn in the center of this village, several cases have been set up, and there are pots and pots and bowls on them, all of which are prepared for those demonic cultivators to eat and drink.

Nowadays, there are already many demonic cultivators eating and drinking there, and there are many mortal women and children who keep sending them stews, boiled meat, and rice wine, allowing them to eat and drink at will.

However, the expressions of these demonic cultivators were not good-looking, and they would often turn their heads to look at the main peak of Qinghua Gate that was shrouded in pale green mist.

They all know that after eating this meal, they are afraid that they don't know if they can eat the next meal, and now they can only eat well, and they will save themselves from being a starving ghost.

When Zhu Lingwu and some other Demon Dao Cultivators walked into this barn field, there were no Demon Dao Cultivators looking up at them, but they were probably saying in their hearts that a few more people were going to die!

Zhu Lingwu also unceremoniously found a few cases in the back and sat down, and a mortal woman and child looked at Zhu Lingwu with a cower, and soon gave Zhu Lingwu some wine and meat.

The meat and vegetables stewed by the women and children in these mountain villages actually taste much better, but those who eat and drink the Demon Dao Cultivators didn't have much thought to taste the taste, so naturally it didn't matter.

When Zhu Lingwu arrived here, it was still not the end of the day, and in this way, after about half a pillar of incense, many demonic path cultivators came one after another.

In the end, the remaining more than 100 Demon Dao cultivators, almost all of the Qi cultivation stage disciples of Yang Void Valley found out and drove them to the grain drying field in this mountain village.

When the time was almost a quarter of the hour, a burst of wild laughter suddenly came from mid-air.

Originally, the demon-level monk Qing Yangzi that Zhu Lingwu had seen after the foundation of the Yang Void Valley was built, drove a ball of cyan fire, and flew to the front of the barn field here and landed.

As the cyan flame on his body dissipated, his figure appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

"Haha, fellow Holy Gate brothers, how many elixirs have been found in this Qinghua Gate in the past few days!

This Qingyangzi daxiao in his mouth, his eyes swept over the faces of those apprehensive demonic cultivators, he didn't say anything else, but only said the harvest of these demonic path cultivators, which was true.

Unless they were like Zhu Lingwu, who were not interested in the elixirs cultivated in Qinghuamen at all, they could more or less harvest some elixirs that they could rarely see.

Under the cultivation of the spells of those wood-based immortal cultivators in Qinghua Sect, the medicinal properties of many elixirs were excellent, and some elixirs comparable to hundreds, hundreds, and even thousands of years could be found.

So after listening to Qingyangzi's words, the faces of these demonic cultivators couldn't help but show a bit of strange brilliance, although in order to crack the Qinglong Panmu Formation in the outer region of Qinghua Gate before, they could be regarded as encountering some life and death dangers, but now it seems that the harvest is enough to make up for this adventure.

"Well, it seems that your harvest makes you feel very satisfied!haha, in this case, you should also know that your adventures before are still worth it, and now that I am fighting against Qinghuamen in Yangxu Valley, only one main peak of this zuihou is left, I believe that in this main peak of Qinghuamen, there must be more high-level elixirs hidden, why are you Holy Gate brothers, ready to abandon it?"

Qingyangzi then said......